"Christopher? That's s-such a-uh manly name for a beautiful woman such as yourself." Christopher stared blankly at her "fiancee" Fisher sitting across from her in the dinning room of the Dawson's manor while ignoring Angela, the maid who was pouring her wine and made no effort to hide her pointed glares; I'm guessing this was the one he was having a affair with until he got me.

"My father wanted his first born to be named Christopher whether it was a boy or girl."

"Well we will have to change that now won't we let's see how about Eleanor-"

"No."

"Alright maybe-"

"No as in you will not change my name."

"Well I can't have my future wife with a man's name."

"Then don't marry me besides what kind of wife would I be if my hands are bounded together with steel handcuffs." Christopher lift her hands showing off her steel handcuffs the auctioneers placed on her so she wouldn't have another 'accident' like last time. Fisher chuckled at the beautiful golden hair woman with big sea blue eyes who was ignoring Angela's glares very well.

"The auctioneers made it clear never to take the cuffs off."

"Why are you afraid of what might happen if you take them off."

"Of course you did after all kill your last master Lord Nicholas Feldstein by slicing his throat and stabbing him 134 times with his own sword you also killed 5 of his maids who he had affairs with before he bought you." Angela's body stiffened and she quickly exited the room. Fisher burst into laughter but stopped when he saw Christopher's bored expression.

"Where did you learn to fight it's very uncommon for a woman to know how to use a sword."

"...In my town women are usually beaten, kidnapped, raped, or worse killed my father didn't want that to happen to me or my mother so he taught us how to fight my mother took a while to understand the way of the sword, but I on caught easily I found it beautiful yet deadly how I was able to destroy my foes with a single blow."

" You talk rather passionately about sword fighting what is it your lover-"

"Yes." Fisher raised a brow and smirked, he got up from his seat making his way to Christopher's side of the table."But can it pleasure you the way a man does?"

He traced from her face with his finger to her neck he was making his way to Christopher's breast until she slapped his hand away. "Immensely. I'm going to bed."

"Do I get a goodnight kiss?"

"...Why did you buy me and then made me your fiancee you can have any woman you want."

"Well for starters you have the most amazing breast I ever seen, I can sleep with you without worrying about the parents, and your untamed I will enjoy breaking you."

"Your such a pig." Christopher was about to leave the dinning room, but Fisher pinned her down onto the table and began hiking up her dress he was expecting her to struggle or scream but she just laid there staring at the ceiling as if she been through this before, he shrugged it off and continued lifting up her dress, and positioned himself between her legs.

"Master Fisher Lady Harrison, Lord Harrison, and Lord Dawson is h- Master Fisher!" Angela's eyes watered when she saw Fisher and Christopher on the dinning table. Fisher groaned, and kissed Christopher rather forcefully and fixed his appearance then hers.

"Just when things were getting good. But don't worry my lovely we will finish this later. Where are they Angela?"

"I-In your stud-study."

"Wonderful come now Christopher time to meet the family."

Fisher pushed passed a sobbing Angela and escorted Christopher to the study where his sister Catherine Harrison along with her husband Lord Gerald Harrison and Fisher's younger brother who just turned 25 years old James Dawson. They were all surprised to a beautiful young woman with steel handcuffs on with Fisher.

"Hello family I want you all to meet my bride to be Christopher. But we're going to change the name soon"

"Fisher is she-"

"A slave from a certain cult? Yes. Isn't she exquisite? She was very cheap since killed her last owner along with a couple of maids."

"Fisher are you insane?! What would father and mother say if they were alive?!" Catherine yelled or rather screamed but Fisher just sat down in his chair and pulled Christopher on his lap.

"Don't worry Catherine she's harmless as long as these handcuffs are on her."

"This thing killed it's other master! It will kill you!"

"Catherine please she has a name."

"Quiet James your only saying that because the creatures' breast are big!"

"Th-That's not it at all! People who are sold at these monstrous auctions are human beings as well! And you Fisher how can you be apart of something so revolting?!" Christopher's sea blue eyes shifted towards James who blushed at her glance but quickly hid it. What a... idiot.

"I wasn't planning on buying her it just happened when I was out with a colleague and once I saw those big blue eyes and breast I fell in love."

"Your disgusting."

"Aww James I thought you looked up to me?"

"That was before this."

"That really hurts you know what I got an idea how about I let you borrow her for the night maybe you can discipline her since you are a captain of the British army."

Christopher narrowed her eyes at Fisher who had a malicious grin on his face. James was silent dumbfounded the man he admired since they were kids would suggest something so sickening so vile. However not everyone thought so Lord Harrison licked his lips when examining Christopher's body.

"If little James is to prideful to spend the night with your new toy I would gladly take offer."

"Gerald!"

"Hush Catherine you haven't satisfied me in years I want to try something that will." James snapped out of his daze and gripped Christopher's cuffs pulling her to him.

"Wait I-I'll take her tonight!"

"You James because I can give her to-"

"No! I will take her!"

"Fine alright just don't dirty her. Angela! Show our guest to their quarters."

Lord Harrison glowered at James while Catherine looked grateful. James sighed and looked at the woman in his arms. What am I going to do? After Angela showed him his room he took a deep breath and sat down on the window seal. Christopher just stared at him which was beginning to make him uncomfortable.

"You can sit down I'm not going to do anything to you."

She said nothing but sat down on the bed. "Stop trying to act like a gentlemen and get this over with."

"Alright." James went over to her and pulled out a dagger. Christopher closed her eyes and prepared herself for the worse but instead she felt pressure on the cuffs. She opened her eyes and James was picking the lock to the cuffs.

"What are you doing?"

"Helping you escape. You are a human being and you deserve to be treated like one."

"You know I could kill you if you let me out these cuffs."

"You could. But then again I can tell you don't kill unless someone did you wrong and I'm not your enemy."

"So you will let go knowing I'm going to kill your brother?" James stopped picking the lock for a second and stared at her.

"...Please don't question me I'm already regretting this." He went to picking the cuffs until they finally opened James smiled at Christopher as she held her wrist.

"Your free now-"

In that instant Christopher punched James out cold and stole his dagger she was about to run out of the room to slaughter Fisher but before she left she placed a kiss on James' face.

"You fool."

James woke up to the screams of his sister and her shaking him awake.

"James your alright! I thought she killed you as well!"

"W-What are you talking about?"

"That wench killed Fisher and one of the maids!"